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White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 24
The young face under the big beard blinked his blue eyes quickly, opened the purse, and took out a few keys from it.He hesitated before throwing the purse away, but he took out the money in it with the idea of not wasting money, and only threw away the purse with a handkerchief and an unknown object stuffed in it.He had been following this line for a while, and now he finally found a gap to sneak in, and his mood immediately improved.Tossing the keys in his hand, Sherlock showed a smug smile and left here with a happy step.At the other end of the White Church, the silence continued in Colette Herbal Shop."Reverend Clermont is a pimp?" The first person to react to this was not Reed and Derek, but Anne. Her face changed drastically and she grabbed Mia's hand, her voice began to tighten, "Does he want to do something to you?"As a mother, she was too sensitive when her child encountered such a thing. She immediately realized that Mia could not say such words for no reason. It must
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 25
She tolerated the high fees, after all, killing people is not cheap anywhere, and it is not the era of outsourcing. Various factors must be taken into consideration. The risk is indeed great, so she can ask for a high price. Anyway, when she dressed herself up like that, she was mentally prepared to be slaughtered as a fat sheep. The main point is to pay for the service. But you can't tolerate it if you don't do your job well after charging. Not only did you throw it into the sea and river, but you were found directly. Isn't this just looking for trouble for her?Is there any professionalism in the service industry?That is, she can't do the work of three people now, and she has to keep it secret from her family. Otherwise, Mia really wants to dig up Victor's grave and whip his corpse?? This matter needs to be discussed. It is hard to say whether Victor was buried normally, and it is even harder to say whether there is a grave.But this did not stop her from being annoyed to death by
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 26
Sherlock: "......"He looked at Mia speechlessly, and finally couldn't help asking, "How did you know that my leg was injured?"He was very sure of one thing, that he didn't reveal any flaws while walking. In fact, if the woman in front of him hadn't hit his leg, he wouldn't have known that his leg, which didn't hurt before, hadn't healed yet!So does this guy have a perspective eye? He can actually see that there is something wrong with his leg through a layer of clothes?Sherlock looked at the woman in front of him, and his heart quickly analyzed things related to her.When he saw the other party in Faulkner's territory just now, he deduced that this woman was not someone related to Faulkner, but an outsider. But at that time he didn't know that he would encounter such a thing, and he didn't analyze it carefully. Now if he observes carefully, he will find that there are many contradictions in the other party.The first is the hands.This is not a pair of very beautiful hands. There
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 27
Anne didn't want to interfere with her daughter's life, but things have been really turbulent recently. Does anyone remember that her husband died less than a month ago, and the murderer hasn't been found yet? The continuous stimulation made her want to control herself and not be so anxious, but if this kind of thing could be controlled, there wouldn't be so many mental problems in the world. "Thank God, you're back safely!" Anne's tight nerves finally relaxed a little when she saw Mia coming in. "I went to the dock and bought some fresh fish to make soup." Mia put down the basket in her hand and raised two fresh cod with her other hand. "I didn't meet Tom today, so I went by myself." The boss's son Tom, who I met in the grocery store before, has become their supplier? Specifically, various fish and chickens. Since Mia asked him to help find chickens for stewing chicken soup in Chinatown, he seemed to have opened a magical door. He also asked someone to make a list for Mia to help
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 28
Putting aside the distance and language issues between India and Afghanistan, the handwriting on the two ingredient lists was very familiar to her. It was exactly the same as her husband's, with no difference, even some small writing habits, and it was Arthur's handwriting at a glance. But why didn't he take out this ingredient list before? Anne was confused for a moment. Her husband had been home for four years, not four days. Wasn't this long enough for him to use this formula in his own store? Mia looked at her like this and was also confused, "Is there something wrong?" She flipped through all the manuscripts and letters left by Arthur in the house, and practiced several times before getting the current result. It can't be said that it is 100% the same, but as long as it is not directly put into the machine, she is confident that the human eye can't find any difference. Although Anne's eyesight is very good, it should not have reached this level, right? "...... I just don't un
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 29
"Officer Derek?" Mia hurried over to help Annie, who was still unconscious, down. "What happened?"Annie was unconscious, her hands and feet were hanging unnaturally, and Perry had a blank face like a wandering soul, which looked a little strange."………………Let's check Mrs. Colette's foot injury first." Derek looked exhausted, and after putting Annie down, he sat down to catch his breath.At this time, Mia noticed that the clothes on his arm that was blocked by Annie were stained with blood.Looking at his tired expression, she decided to take care of Annie's legs first.Lifting Annie's skirt, she saw that Annie's ankle was swollen so much that she could hardly take off her shoes, and her calves were also swollen.* : "......."I don't know what happened. She could get injured like this just by going out.Speechlessly taking off Annie's shoes, and making sure that there was no problem with her bones, Mia went to find some herbs to reduce swelling and blood stasis and crushed them to appl
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 30
Mia finally had time to spend time with Annie after she had cleaned up the table, and learned about the specific situation during the day. "I have already discussed the supply with Susan. If the first batch of goods is good, she will continue to purchase from Colette Herbal Store in the future. We don't have to deliver the goods ourselves, they will come to pick them up." The thing that Annie was most grateful for today was that she had negotiated the business with the owner of the brothel before the terrible man went crazy, and did not let the business be delayed. Otherwise, she would have to negotiate the business with her daughter in her current state! Thinking of what happened in the brothel, Annie shuddered and her face began to turn pale. "It was so terrible. The police opened the wooden warehouse, and the man went crazy, waving a knife and slashing everywhere. When I fainted, he had already killed two people!" If Annie knew that there was a symptom of PTSD, she would definit
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 31
What light?She looked at Alaire in a daze. She couldn't say about other people, but she didn't feel any supernatural power from the gypsy witch in front of her, and it was impossible for her to discover the existence of the Scepter of Light.And even if the person on the other side was a genuine witch with extraordinary abilities, hiding her strength and discovering the Scepter of Light, the Scepter of Light was not the Scepter of Sherlock Holmes, so what did it have to do with investigating the case?Mia had two black lines hanging on her head, and was speechless about the nonsense of the lady in front of her. The so-called good reputation is simply a rumor that she is very good at talking, understands the situation, and can grasp the psychological state of the customer, right?But the money has been spent, and Ms. Alaire didn't charge a second time, so she pretended not to see it. After all, she is a very likely partner, so she still has to give her some face.Thinking of this, Mia
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"I'm so glad you like it." Mia's eyes curved up. It was worth asking Mycroft about the Duke's preferences. "Do you want to have breakfast with us or later?"When she was in a good mood, her attitude towards others was also good. She happily asked the Duke about his plan."Even breakfast is eaten separately here?" Bassett felt that since he came to Luworth, his life concept has been challenged. Whose breakfast is divided into time periods?"We have to take into account the different habits of different people." Mia smiled, handed the reins to the groom, and walked side by side with Bassett on the road of the manor to explain the situation to him, "People who are used to getting up early will have breakfast at eight o'clock, and those who get up late will have breakfast at eleven o'clock; the same is true for dinner, people who go to bed early will have breakfast at six o'clock, and those who go to bed late will have breakfast at ten o'clock; for lunch, the latter will postpone the form
Chapter 138
It is certainly a happy thing that the employer gives a lot of money and good benefits, but it is also sad that the employer has a weird guest from time to time.A while ago, a crazy Duke of Bresmons came, and today a depraved playboy came. Now the two have collided with each other, which is really a bit unbearable.The butler began to miss the time when these two dukes did not come.At that time, there were tutors with different personalities in this manor, and there would be occasional guests to visit, but at least everyone's behavior was still within the normal range. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Duke from Spain made a bad start, and then things went in a strange direction and never looked back.A duke who trains himself and his subordinates in the training ground every day is already scary. The manor is about to set up a pharmacy because of his existence; now there is a playboy duke. The butler is worried that he will be asked if there is a brothel that sui
Chapter 137
After sucking in his stomach, he felt that after the exercise in the past few days, his abdominal muscles were stronger, not to mention that those effective special training made his hands and feet more flexible, making him jump back and forth between this joy and upset mood, contradictory to death. 2*** : "......." I don't know what to say to this gentleman. You look happy and sad at the same time. Are you really mentally healthy? But thinking about Mia who just left very happily, he also wanted to sigh. Sometimes some people are really qualified to be unreasonable. Silently following Lionel into the bathroom, Bassett was very surprised when he saw the liquid poured out from a bottle on the sink, "What is this?" Don't you use soap to wash your hands? Why use this liquid? It's not like there is no soap. "Removing the gunpowder smell on your hands will prevent you from being affected by the gunpowder smell when you eat." Lionel rubbed his hands carefully and said to Bassett. Thi
Chapter 136
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang! Bang!" The sound of the bullets was very regular, and Mia's shooting method was also very skillful. The first bullet tried the bullet, and the three bullets behind began to exert their strength. First, one bullet hit a flying disc, and the two reloaded bullets hit the flying disc at the same time, making two very symmetrical holes on it. "How boring." Mia looked at the falling frisbee and curled her lips. She threw the hunting bullet in her hand on the table, picked up the hand bullet that the manservant had brought before, weighed it, and began to load bullets. "Click?" She shook the hand bullet, and the shell returned to its position with a crisp sound. "Release the frisbee." Mia used her left arm as a support point and put her right hand on it, "Bang bang bang bang bang bang?" Six bullets were fired continuously, directly hitting the frisbee in the air. Ignoring the stunned eyes of the people around her, she reloaded her handgun, then picked up another
Chapter 135
Apart from some very few landscape paintings, he really prefers portraits of people. For him, the latter are more valuable to appreciate. A group of people quickly moved to the collection room, a room that had been covered with curtains for a long time, and was exposed to the sun again because of the arrival of the guests. "...... It's spectacular." Bassett didn't know how to describe the owner's style of behavior here. In this collection room, not only are there portraits hanging on the walls, but there are also rows of wooden shelves hanging on the open space in the room. People with poor eyesight would think that there are a pile of colorful cloth hanging inside. What kind of weird behavior is this? But even so, he had to admit that there are really a lot of collections here, so many that it dazzled him. How many portraits are hung here? For Mia, it's a lot. The portraits of the three richest men in the Leamington family are all here. How can there not be a lot? It's because
Chapter 134
The Duke of Hastings really didn't want to see this situation, but that didn't mean he had to sell the land to Mia. It didn't matter if he sold it to the enemies of the Leamington family, or if he kept it and didn't sell it or develop it, or just left it there?? Anyway, he had sworn to his father that he would never marry, and was ready to make the Duke of Hastings completely extinct, so what else was there to worry about? But we need to analyze the specific issues specifically. His relationship with Mycroft was still okay. Since the other party was the matchmaker, he didn't mind going there to discuss the deal. But he didn't expect that the person who was negotiating business with him was not the Earl of Leamington himself but his sister. Oh, by the way, the Earl of Leamington standing next to him was still a child, so of course he couldn't negotiate business with him. If it wasn't his sister who was in charge, could it be his great-grandmother, Old Lady Leamington? "Hello, Miss L
Chapter 133
"......You are thanking people for the wine now?" Mycroft was speechless. Was his ally too excited and not in a good mind? "My own winery produces the product." Mia smiled slightly. If she came to Scotland and didn't open a winery, it would be a waste of time. How could she make such a mistake? Although it was not long, she really planned to take root in Scotland and run the business here well. Then, after buying the dock, buying another winery to expand the business, wouldn't it be normal? The two complement each other. If she lived long enough, she might catch up with the prohibition on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, copy the experience of her old friend, and directly run a one-stop smuggling service from the dock to make a lot of money. How could she waste such an advantage? Mycroft was stunned. He really didn't expect Mia to be able to do this. A distillery? Yes, Scotch whisky is indeed world-famous, but why is this thing so unrelated to her? "......You really have
Chapter 132
"What the hell is that? He's a psychopath!" Mia was so angry that she wanted to chop him. "Who is this? He even told me proudly that he helped me a lot. Do I need his help?" She said that she was not joking when she asked Mrs. Leamington to personally take action on Broussard. In the eyes of this cheap great-grandmother, power is the most important thing. If anyone dares to compete with her for power, just look at her eldest son Maurice? Leamington will know. The two of them fought each other fiercely, and then they didn't see each other for 30 years. Even when his son died, he didn't shed a single tear of joy. Why should Broussard be an exception? As long as he dared to take action and she caught solid evidence, she wouldn't have to do anything about it. Mrs. Leamington could exile her son to a place where no one would shit! What was the result? Now Broussard still maintains the image of a pure little lamb in his mother's heart. The only thing that could work was that his death dealt
Chapter 131
As long as he doesn't mess around, Mia is happy to help train this duke to become the greatest extreme sports athlete of the 19th century, and provide various auxiliary tools for him to reach the top!According to Mia's observation, this guy is obviously a crazy lover of extreme sports, and it is very likely to succeed if he works hard on this... If it doesn't work, then he can only use hypnosis."Oh, what kind of fate do I have?" Mia sighed and made a schedule in the study, feeling that she was really unlucky. Why did she always encounter such pitfalls?"What kind of fate?" Arthur, who had just been tortured by the teacher, floated in. He was shocked when he heard Mia's words. What happened again?Just got the news from Mr. Holmes that their youngest uncle also died in Africa. Arthur was shocked to death, and now he is a little allergic to all the wind and grass in the outside world."...A not very reliable guest came to the door." Mia glanced at the haggard Arthur, and finally did n
